We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Besides worrying deeply and seriously and with the most sincere sense of urgency about obesity (see this mornings links), our dear cousins in Olde Englande have been busy worrying themselves silly about "this knife and gun culture we have." Notice that they used to just say "this gun culture," but, with less guns, people are offing each-other with knives instead. When knives are gone - so you cannot cut meat and all they can eat is chopped liver and obesity-inducing fish-and-chips, they will kill each-other with cricket bats, and can refer to "this batty culture." Better yet, they can use forks to kill each-other, thus neatly permitting themselves to appropriately complain about "this stupid forking culture." Atlas picked up the story, but I had previously read about it at Right for Scotland.
As we pointed out earlier today, perhaps they have bigger problems than trying to be nannies to a nation of proud adults from proud Anglo-Saxon/Celtic warrior stock. You just knew it was all over when Blair banned fox hunting: their foxy Moslems got the message loud and clear: the Brit government has no spine, no pride, and no sense of history whatsoever.
Your American cousins could not care less about the hopeless French, but we are worried about you all - because we love ya: you are us, but caught in a web.